Doin’ A Crime Us3

Action packed black Mac10, Junior and his friend
Not a pot to piss in, starvin' brothers on a mission
Half past two, William planned to rob the toll booth GW bridge
Got the weapon concealed, nothin' to lose

They choose to break the rules at all cost
Stick 'em in Jersey, hit the other side to New York
Black and red leather suits and black biker boots
One got the gun, the other one controls the motorbike

Adrenaline pumpin', dreams of cash
Anybody tryin' to stop them's, gettin' lead in their face, believe that
Black pack on his back, ready for loot to fill
What a thrill, they gonna be robbin' that booth for real

Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or get locked for life
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or just lose your life

Helmets on, racin' down route 4
Junior pushin' the bike, Ike totin' the Mac
No time to be scared when we on 'em point it at 'em
Tell 'em to fill the bag 'cos we not gettin' had

By this time it's 5.30, rush hour's thick
So they weave through the cars
Get to the toll booth quick, "It's a chick"
He put it to her head and said, "It's a stick, fill the bag
Big bills, put the ones in my hands, we out"